07-18-2005, 07:26 PM
Shizuka walked through the forest, humming a sad song she had heard somewhere before but didn't know where. It made her sad to sing it, but it didn't bother her as much to hum it. So there she went. Humming. And walking.
I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!
You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!